Explosive! Xuanmen boss is rectifying the entertainment industry

A few people didn't realize what the words "I remember" meant. They just looked at each other with connotative smiles, as if to say, "Did you hear that? The beautiful lady said she remembered me! This guy is so charming!" "

Such secretly happy thoughts continued until Shi Yi queued up to the gate of Tianshi Mansion to verify the invitation letter.

Lin Gui, a disciple of the Tianshi Mansion, verified the invitation letter in his hand and handed it to the people in line. He said without raising his head: "Next fellow Taoist!"

Shi Yi queued up and handed the invitation letter to him.

Lin Gui twirled the material of the invitation with his fingertips, nodded slightly, then opened the invitation, picked up the cinnabar pen with his other hand, and was about to outline it with a talisman.

As a result, when he saw the contents of the invitation letter clearly, he quickly put down his cinnabar pen and raised his head quickly.

Some of the Celestial Masters who had verified the invitation letter gathered in the courtyard. Seeing Lin Gui like this, they all looked like they were watching a show.

"It seems that this woman got a fake invitation letter and tricked her into coming to the Tianshi Mansion? Tsk, tsk, tsk."

"Hahahaha, these Taoist friends don't know how to pity the beauty and cherish the jade at all!"

"Look at what she's wearing, doesn't she look like a cultivator at all?"

"How about going to be a hero and save the beauty?"

The few people in line behind Shi Yi looked at each other, and they really had the idea of ​​a hero saving the beauty.

They are sent on behalf of the Eight Houses, so it doesn't hurt to bring one more person and say they are junior sisters from the sect!

The leader, Fang Liang, was the first to speak out: "Is there something wrong with this fellow Taoist's invitation letter? Why don't you come with us -"

How could Lin Gui know that his actions would cause so many people to think blindly?

After staying for two seconds, he jumped up from his seat: "You, you are Shi Yi!"

Fang Liang: "???"

Disciple of the Eight House Sect: "!!!"

The people around me: "!!!"

Dozens of pairs of eyes widened, looking at the beauty standing in front of the table in astonishment, with sunglasses covering most of her face.

As if he didn't notice anything strange around him, Shi Yi nodded slightly and asked, "Well, is there something wrong with my invitation letter?"

Lin Gui shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no! Senior Brother Xue has already greeted me in advance. Originally, he was going to pick you up in person, but there were too many people here today, and he was called by the boss to help. !”

He bent down, picked up the cinnabar pen, and quickly drew the talisman on the invitation. After verifying the invitation, he saluted Shi Yi again: "This disciple has long admired your name!"

Shi Yi took the invitation and said with a faint smile: "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to be polite."

She turned around as if nothing had happened, but paused in her steps. She looked back behind her and raised her red lips: "What did fellow Taoist say just now?"

"No, no... nothing..."

Fang Liang's face was stiff, and his face gradually turned pale when he thought that she had heard him lining up behind Shi Yi and saying bad things about her.

Shi Yi said "Oh" without emotion, then turned around and walked into the yard.

Everyone in the courtyard: "..."

He stepped back silently, leaving a path for her alone.

There are also fellow Taoists who don't know Shi Yi, like the squid in the melon field, who are extremely anxious and ask in a low voice: "What's going on? What's wrong with you? Who is Shi Yi? No, you are just talking?"

Everyone was speechless and wanted to tear his mouth to pieces. It wasn't until Shi Yi passed through the crowd and walked some distance away that he picked up the Taoist friend who asked the question: "No one asked you, right? You're the only one with a long mouth?"

"That's right! I didn't know you didn't know how to search it on your mobile phone? I almost lost my courage!"

"You're just exaggerating. I've heard from Shi Yi that these days, everything a celebrity does is just a persona. Do you really believe that she is a heavenly master?"

"You don't believe what you were hiding behind just now? Didn't you say that Shi Yi doesn't look like a Celestial Master in his clothes? Do you also know that your words deserve a beating?"

Fellow Taoists in the courtyard started hurting each other.

Boss Zhu, who had just arrived outside Tianshi Mansion, said excitedly to his companions: "Brother Niu, there are so many people today!"

"Can there not be too many people in the Evil Conference? Let's talk it over first. I agreed to bring you here to see you because you were so panicked in the group. No matter what you see, you have to stay calm, okay?" Niu Yongjun gave instructions while handing the big backpack he was carrying to Boss Zhu. He was wearing a Taoist robe and had various small magic weapons hung on red ropes around his waist. He was very luxurious.

Boss Zhu took the big backpack and his back was swayed by the pressure. He quickly stood up straight and said with a smile: "I know the rules. I will be your little brother this time, Brother Niu!"

Niu Yongjun nodded with satisfaction: "I'm not looking for your little incense money."

"It must not be!" Boss Zhu struggled to carry his big backpack and looked forward: "Did we arrive too late?"

Niu Yongjun waved his hand: "It's not too late, it's not too late, we can just have lunch! The competition only starts in the afternoon!"

Boss Zhu nodded, and after walking to the queue, his attention was focused on the bustling crowd in the yard: "What are they discussing inside? It feels like there is gossip!"

Niu Yongjun listened carefully and said disapprovingly: "It seems to be about a female Taoist friend riding a motorcycle... Oh, by the way, wear this on your body."

He took off a soul-calming bell from his waist and said, "Don't underestimate this thing. Evil spirits usually can't get close to it!"

Boss Zhu quickly took the magic weapon and tied it on his trouser belt. Then he remembered something, took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the soul-soothing bell. He scrolled through the friends list and found Shi Yi's chat box.

Zhu Bajie: "Master, I have met a new warlock, and this is the magic weapon he practices! [Picture]"

Zhu Bajie: “If you’re interested, I’ll give you a discount here!/呲亚”

at that time.

Shi Yi had already followed other Celestial Masters to the worship hall of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

She looked at the statues enshrined in the hall through the door, her eyes slightly absent-minded.

"Xiao Yi, time is the most priceless. I named you Yi as my master. It has no other meaning. I just want you to be rich and noble!" The master stroked his beard with a deep look on his face.

Shi Yi was surprised: "Then why am I not called Fugui?"

The master's face twitched, and he raised his hand and slapped her on the back of the head, "Tsk! You little brat, come quickly and kowtow to the founder, you talk so much!"